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1: Frank Sinatra, Charles tales can come trueIt can

Birds flying high you know how I feel Sun in the

Writer(s): Rose/Eliscu/YoumansWhether you are here or yonderWhether you are false or

I saw you last night and got that old feelingWhen you

fingers in my hairThat sly come-hither stareThat strips my conscience

A little voice keeps talking to meFrom (a) way down deep

Alone and awake, I've looked at the starsThe same that smiled

aloneI'm so all aloneThere is no one else but

Now nothing's impossible, I have foundFor when my chin is on

or nothing at allHalf a love never appealed to

Rain falling from the skiesLike lonely tears through misty eyesRain streaming

foggy day in London townHad me low, had me

My thoughts may strayMy eyes may roamThe neighbor's grass may seem

There's no use of a moonlight glowOr the peaks where winter

I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo

thought I'd fallBut when I hear you callI'm getting

Let's get lost, lost in each other's armsLet's get lost, let

Frank Sinatra & Doris I'm glad you came over

Oh little town of bethlehem, how still we see thee lieAbove